9. Double Date
I woke up at around 8:30 am and went downstairs to make breakfast. I didn't bother waking Niall up. He looked so tired. I made french toast- Niall's favorite. The smell woke him up.He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Mornin beautiful" he said on my ear. I blushed and turned around. "Good morning leprechaun" I said winking and kissing his cheek. "So what do we have planned for today?" He said taking a piece of french toast off the plate. "Not sure.. Maybe i'll text Sam and see what she's up to." I said looking for my phone. "Uh. That won't be necesarry. I don't know how you didn't hear them last night." My face went pale. "You mean they had-" I got cut off by Niall putting his hand over my mouth. I guess I was shouting. "Yes.Now be quit!! You'll wake them!" he whispered. I was so pissed off with her.
I woke up and looked at Harry. "Morning" I said sleepily."Good morning Love." He said kissing my forehead.
"What do you want to do today?" I asked. He thought for a minute. "How about asking Niall if him and Michelle want to go on a double date?" "Good idea!" I shot out of bed and ran downstairs. "MICHELLE! Do you an Niall want to-" She was giving me the death glare. Shit.. "Um, are you okay?" I asked. "SAMANTHA YOU HAD SEX WITH HARRY LAST NIGHT!?!?" I blushed. But not in a happy way. "Um, no?" I knew I sounded like I was lying. "Mhm sure. What do you want." "I was just wondering if you wanted to go on a double date with me and Harry?" I asked. Her eyes lit up. "Sure I guess. Where?" She asked. Good question. "Ummm, That fancy resturaunt down town." I said, finally. She knew what I was talking about and said sure.
*AROUND 5 PM*
Once me and Michelle were ready, we walked downstairs. They were ready so we headed off. Dinner was awkward at first, but they finally made up and we continued talking. ***after dinner*** We all walked home and sat down at the couch. "LETS PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Harry chimed in. Great. Michelle got the bottle, sat down and spun it. It landed on Harry. No. She wouldn't. She walked over and sat down in front of Harry. She got carried away and started to slip her tongue into his mouth. He did the same. He grabbed her waist and she sat on his lap with her legs by his sides. This was not happening. "GET AWAY FROM HER." I screamed. I pulled her off and grabbed Harry's blazer. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING FRENCH KISSING MY GIRLFRIEND I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU." I screamed slamming him against the wall. "Woah calm down! She did it not me!" I released him and stared at Michelle. "Why. Why Michelle." I walked out of the room and began to cry.